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nagpaparamdam… November 29, 2009

Posted by putomaia in Random Rambling, School is Cool.

…na ang thesis ko.

Iniiwasan ko na adviser ko kasi ni katiting wala pa akong nasisimulan. Ni hindi ko nga alam kung pano sisimulan at kung saan magsisimula.

Ang plano ko pa, pagkatapos ng sem starter namin ng mga kapatid ko sa Pi Sigma- Pi Sigma Delta ay magpu-full force na ako sa pagbanat.

Kaso pag- uwi ko ng bahay nung Sabado ng umaga (mga alas siete yata yun) eh nakatulog na ako. Gumising ako bandang tanghali para kumain tapos natulog na naman ako. Nagising ako mga alas sais ng gabi para kumain na naman, pagkatapos ay natulog ako. Plano kong gumising nang madaling araw kaso pagmulat ng mata ko, Linggo na pala.

Hindi ko rin sya nagawa kahit andito lang ako sa bahay nung Linggo. Kasi naaliw ako sa pagsosolitaryo. Hindi sa computer ha. Nakita ko kasi yung matagal ko nang nawawalang baraha de Casino.

Ngayon naman eh ginagawa ko ang aking reflection paper sa Philosophy. Mamayang konti, aalis ulit ako ng bahay para bumili ng _. Tapos mamayang gabi, makikipagkita pa ako sa mga kandidato sa susunod na elekyon sa bayan ng CSM.

Goodbye graduation na nga ba? T’yak papatayin ako ni mama pag nalaman nyang plano kong i-drop ang thesis.

OMG. Hindeeee!!! Kaya ko to. Aja!


on a lighter note November 26, 2009

Posted by putomaia in Jitters, Random Rambling.


Please don’t mind me if I write this here. I just can’t say it in person.

Isa pa, all together now



Tama na, OA na


animals November 25, 2009

Posted by putomaia in Social Awareness.

Black Ribbon: Justice for the Victims of the Ampatuan Massacre

The number of bodies recovered as of now in Maguindanao is already 57.

I don’t know any of these people. I haven’t even stepped on the soil of Maguindanao. I know not one Ampatuan nor one Mangundadatu.

But I am deeply affected.

Because the Ampatuans are precisely the reason why my parent’s won’t let me pursue my childhood dream of becoming a journalist.

Because I have been a proud Mindanawon. Until now.

Because I always have had a high respect for my Muslim brothers and sisters, no matter how mainstream media seemed to portray them.

Because it’s not fair.

Because it’s demonic.

Because no justice is served, and I have a feeling it will remain that way. That these bloodthirsty killers will remain free and unscathed. Because they are the untouchables.

Well, fuck you!

You killed innocent people: those lawyers, women, civilians, media men.

And what did you prove?

You only proved that you are worthless, barbaric pieces of shit that the Philippines doesn’t need.

Hindi na kayo nahiya.

of bad boys and realizations November 14, 2009

Posted by putomaia in Jitters, Private Me, Uber Friends.

First of all, forgive my last post. I was just in a drunken state of mind, albeit without the alcohol. I was just confused. Anyway, it’s not as if my mind already cleared. Perhaps I will always be in this perpetual state of confusion.

I did a lot of thinking yesterday, after I watched Paranormal Activity (no comment!) with George, Teena, JM, Reg, Alvin and Thomas. We finished the movie at around 2 am and George, Reg, JM and I braved Mintal for some shatting. I served gunner for them while they doused their livers with SMB and perfumed their lungs with Marlboro.

Segue: I am proud to say that during that night, I only ate a cheeseburger from Minute Burger (yours truly) and a can of Pepsi. 🙂

Okay, so I did a lot of thinking. I realized that the feelings I have for the boy  in the last post were just anger and hurt. Nothing else, thank God. I also realized that I will always have feelings for the guy I have liked almost ever since I entered college. If you are a close friend, you’d have no problem guessing who this one is.

The other day, when George, Teena and I cut classes (oops, sorry sir!), George casually mentioned that for her, the feeling of being in love will always feel good, even if it hurts, even if it’s unrequited. I realized that it’s true, even in my case.

With a sudden jolt (haha char ba?), I realized that I can be perfectly content on viewing him as the most ideal person for me. He has this bad boy aura but he isn’t really. He doesn’t smoke, almost never drinks (though I won’t have any problem with these things). He’s cocky, he’s arrogant, he’s talented and he knows it. But I like it anyway.

We haven’t talked for two years maybe, and I won’t even be surprised if he doesn’t remember my name anymore. But I’m content with just remembering the things he did for me before. For me, it’s perfectly fine.

I’m still surprised though that I can maintain these feelings for him. I don’t know how one person can feel something this intense toward a person whom she doesn’t even know that much. But I guess this makes my own story, different from my friends’, different from anybody else’s.

Now I am preparing myself to be tormented by my uber friends. Expect me to play denial queen if you tease me, as always, but I already told the truth in this post.

go away November 10, 2009

Posted by putomaia in Jitters, Private Me.
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How come everything you do

always results to me being more and more confused?

Ano ba.

Stop being unpredictable.

Stop being predictable.

Stop confusing me.

(MSC: Quit playing games with my heart…)



You’re not even my type,

but I’m kind of bothered why you don’t talk to me anymore?

Sorry friends.

There are things which I simply can’t make myself tell you.

I know you don’t approve.

Promise, I also don’t approve. 😛

I also know it’s really stupid.

But I can’t help it.

Now I’ve got to sleep because I have a freaking 8:30 am class tomorrow.




random thoughts November 7, 2009

Posted by putomaia in Humor, Random Rambling.

I just can’t take it when people say or write the following:


The word “stuffs” can only be grammatically correct if it is used as a verb, as in “Marie stuffs her bag with her books”. As a noun? No can do. There is no plural form for the noun “stuff”.


Hello? Some people actually write this word. First, offense is already a noun; no need to add a suffix. Two, it is forgivable for the term to be spoken, thus the phrase “no offense meant”. As in. It’s not a word, it’s a phrase.


There’s nothing wrong with this really. I just get annoyed prefer to use the phrase “the like”.

4. …A $EntEnZ LiKE tHi$ oNE… <“,>


5. I DO

It’s grammatically correct but sometimes I do get annoyed when people do overuse the word “do” in their sentences. While I do respect your opinion on that matter, I do believe that your sentences will be complete without the do’s. Yes, exactly Mr. Speaker.

Post- grad November 4, 2009

Posted by putomaia in Random Rambling, School is Cool, Social Awareness, Uber Friends.

These are some of the things I’d like to do after I graduate. IF I do.

Go on a road trip with my Uber friends.

Tine and I planned this late last year. We gathered eight other friends and agreed to pay a thousand bucks per month to cover the expenses. Payment was supposed to start January of this year, which was moved to the opening of classes last June, and was eventually canceled because a thousand pesos per month is too much for students like us.

But then, the other day, when Reg, Tine and I were hanging out at our tambayan by the atrium (we were actually in school to enroll but we eventually got tired of it and decided to just hang out), Tine brought up that Caine, her boyfriend, volunteered to be our driver. Tine apparently didn’t have the heart to tell him that the trip was already canceled. I suggested we still pursue the trip but we didn’t have to go far. For some reason, we all thought it would be cool to drive to Cagayan de Oro and then take a boat ride to Bohol. Oh well, let’s see 😀

Take driving lessons

We (Uber friends jampong) will be enrolling in a driving school next summer. Haha, I can already imagine all of us panic- driving!


Yeah, because I’m cool like that. You should be voting, too. 😀 Although I still have no idea on whom to vote. Ugh.

Get really drunk. Downtown.

I have my more than fair share of drunken moments. Scratch that. I think I have only been super drunk thrice in my life (which I remember by being teased mercilessly about it the following day). On most occasions, whenever I start to get tipsy, I stop drinking and try to breathe fresh air. Or not. Sometimes, to sober up I would talk to my friends about emo topics (haha) and the like and then begin to drink again once the tipsiness goes away.

Two of the three times I have been drunk all occurred in UP boarding houses. One was in Door 1, Zozobrado back in second year, when we drank Tagaka I think. Tagaka is a mixture of Tanduay, coffee and condensed milk. The one mixing it should be really good so that it tastes like Bailey’s. Otherwise, it would end up as a mini- disaster, just like the one we drank that fateful night.

The other was when we were in Door 2, Chiongs Apt. We were in third year and I remember Jeje punching (yes, punching) all of us, mad at us because we all looked like Blaise. Right. And we were laughing. Then Jeje, in all her frustration, threw a monobloc chair down the stairs. We all laughed. After that, I couldn’t remember anything. They said I keep on asking who Tonton was. Haha. Shh.

And the third one occurred the other week, in Reg’s house. You know, this post. Err, no comment. 😛

I want to try getting drunk downtown. Where my friends would be embarrassed to be seen with me. Haha love it!

– Live somewhere else.

Okay, so this does not fall into the same category as the other four. Last year, I convinced my friends to go live with me in Makati after we graduate. As if I had somewhere to live in Makati. But then, a classmate told me that in the future, Luzon would disappear from the map completely. Afraid. I told that to my friends so they would have to change their minds, too.

But I need to live somewhere else. It’s not that I don’t enjoy living in our house. It’s just that I think it wouldn’t make a difference if I were already working but still living with my parents. Davao City is still, in my opinion, one of the best places in the world and perhaps I would just get another apartment. Or I may go to another place. Bacolod is good. It’s a really friendly city. I am also considering Bohol. I have been itching to go to Bohol like, forever. Maybe there’s nothing extraordinary in the place, but it’s like there’s something there which I have to see. Or someone?

Yikes, sobrang cheesy!


Taken on a barge to Camiguin.

Yes. Someday I’ll finish my thesis, wear the toga and get my diploma from the Chancellor’s hands. Then I’ll run away. 😀